The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 611

Derek was thrown back into the back seat. Natalie glared at him angrily and said, “You could just climb the ladder. You wouldn’t have been scolded!”

Derek had no choice but to obediently climb the ladder. Once Derek was safely rescued, Natalie finally relaxed.

Just then, a downpour began, the rain coming down in sheets from the overcast sky.

“The weather is bizarre.” Mesue remarked sternly, “Come on, Mrs. Larson. There might be thunderstorms later.”

Natalie felt her heart constrict as she took in the scene of the raging storm and trembling rescue ladder in front of her.

With a scowl, Brandon remarked, “There is not much time left, Natalie. The weather prediction predicts an approaching downpour. You just have three minutes before the helicopter has to leave.”

Natalie struggled to ascend the ladder. “But, Mesue…” “Forget about me. Just go!” Mesue noticed Natalie had climbed the ladder and then sighed in relief. “Mrs. Larson, take care,” she urged with a smile.

Natalie had an idea out of nowhere. She realized that they were approaching a curve, which meant that someone had to stay behind to keep the vehicle under control.

With tears streaming down her face, Natalie struggled to contain her emotions as she calmly declared, “Mesue, I’ll stay with you.”

go of the ladder

I’m a professional, and I’m confident I won’t be in any danger.” Slightly sniffling, Natalie looked at Brandon and

It was undoubtedly nearly impossible to save both of them at the same time. However, Brandon also understood that

seats with the driver next to him and revved

as the bodies of the cars

attempting to buy some time for them, Natalie said to Mesue frantically, “Get in the back seat

has to take the wheel!” Mesue refused to move

it to Mesue and instructed, “Tie it to the steering wheel. I’ll control it

moment before finally tying Natalie’s coat sleeves to the

she felt the power of the convertible pulling her back. She had

her teeth and insisted, “Yes,

this point, she saw that the convertible had been badly squeezed and deformed on both sides by the other cars. This meant that

Brandon didn’t seem to be worried about the car at

the driver’s seat to the back seat as Natalie climbed up, still managing the direction of the car. As they approached the bend, Mesue nimbly jumped up at the last

everything was over, the out-of-control

caused a small explosion. The gasoline in the tank of the convertible leaked, coming into contact with the sparks

other cars from the Larson Group all retreated quickly. But since Brandon’s car was in a precarious position, he had to turn the steering wheel

loud noise, Brandon’s car burst through the fence and collided with a tree